Volume 1, Chapter 27: What Do You Take Me For?

Suddenly, the deafening DJ music in the bar came to an abrupt halt. After a brief moment of silence, a melodic and passionate tango rhythm began to flow through the air.

Zhou Jingmo reached out to Jiang Yihuan with elegant, gentlemanly grace. "May I have the pleasure of this dance?"

Luo Hao did not believe the invitation from the marketplace was as simple as it appeared on the surface, and he had no desire to get entangled with these underground powers.

In an instant, chaos erupted throughout the Dragon Hall and the Alliance. Almost every gang and organization in the country was frantically converging on a single location.

Chen Xiaoran’s lips curled into a slight smile. He didn't speak, instead pressing a kiss to her slender, delicate, porcelain-white neck. Having bathed not long ago, she was enveloped in a faint, fresh fragrance, and her skin felt soft and supple to the touch.

As soon as the peerless sword intent entered his body, his flesh became as fragile as paper, rapidly disintegrating from the inside out.

Guo Ying, following beside Chen Xiaoran, instinctively glanced at him. With his face slightly turned away, all she could see was his profile.

As a driver, he had no reason to question me, and as Shen Linfeng’s secret lover—someone I could not reveal to others—I had no reason to question his affairs either.

She tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and turned to look toward the source of the breeze. There lay a tranquil sea, its waves rolling slowly, the surface reflecting the stars above.

Seeing this, Luo Hao showed no fear. With his hands clenched, dense bolts of lightning snake-like crawled from his fists, and with a surge of violent energy, he struck out to meet Duan Yihao’s attack.

"The three Xu brothers of the Heavenly Void Sect are all Soul Emperors. These two, Ding Mo and Ding Xihai, must be the Soul Emperors of the Ding Clan, right? They are responsible for an entire clan, so they shouldn't be fools. Why would they agree to meet at the Heavenly Void Sect?" Xiang Gangtian was skeptical, for if he were in their position, he would very likely set a trap to seize the opportunity and eliminate them.

Lin Shujuan finally felt at ease. Though that man had been excessive, he was, after all, a human being. If Chen Xiaoran were to take a life in a fit of anger, Lin Shujuan would feel deeply unsettled.

Just as the group was chatting happily, Cheng Yan’s phone rang. The caller ID showed Manager Ma from Rose Bar. Cheng Yan felt a flicker of confusion. Suddenly, the others saw his expression change, and they watched as he leaped into his sports car and sped off before anyone could ask what had happened.

"Damn it, all of you are working against me! Especially you—I'll make you laugh, I'll make you laugh!" Mo Mo cursed, reaching into Zou Meiqing’s clothes. Zou Meiqing let out a cry of alarm as she realized he had seized control.

"Since the person involved is one of yours from the Municipal Committee, I ask that you leaders provide a conclusion," Long Jianfei said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I’m going to take a shower. Wait for me here, and we’ll go to the Student Union together later," Cheng Yan shouted over his shoulder before ducking into the bathroom.

He Zhixian heard everything clearly from behind the door. He had long coveted the Divine Art of the Azure Sky, and now that Shangguan Yun had delivered himself to his doorstep, it was truly a case of 'finding something without effort after searching high and low.' The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't help but chuckle aloud.

The burly man cupped his hands and asked, "I wonder what brings you here, brother, and how you came to know the two leaders, Zhong Xiang and Yang Yao?" The question was abrupt; Shangguan Yun had come from afar, yet the man didn't even care to ask his name, inquiring directly about his motives instead.

Zhuge Lingxian spoke with casual, breezy indifference. In that moment, her image seemed to magnify a hundredfold, becoming grand in the eyes of He Qingfan.

However, after taking only a few steps, the man slowly collapsed, white foam bubbling from his mouth. With blurred, agonized eyes, he stared at Long Jianfei as he strode away.